Punches

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"It's good to be back." TallBoy lazily smirks, as he watches the men look at each other wondering what their next move was.

TallBoy wanted to get under FPs skin, he knew that if he got FP all riled up things would escalate. Every serpent had a soft underbelly, and everyone knew FP's.

"Alice Cooper-" FP's head snaps towards him. "She was looking extra sweet that night me and my boys broke into her house and scared the crap out of her and her bitch daughter, that was fun."

And he was soon met with FP's fist connecting with his face with all the force he had. TallBoy let out a laugh, knowing he had won.

"Don't you ever mention Alice again, or I swear I will do worse than that." He growls, holding him by his collar.

"Did I hit a soft spot, FP?"

"Dad?" Jughead eyes his father curiously.

He lets go of TallBoy and runs his hands through his hair. He meets his sons eyes and doesn't even know what to say.

"Don't worry, no one will every have to mention her again after tonight." He chuckled.

"What do you mean by that, TallBoy?" FP hissed, anxiously awaiting his answer.

"My boys are on their way to finish her off now-" Fp's eyes grow wide. "Looks like your soft underbelly is being taken care of as we speak."

That's when he's had enough. He's fuming as he speeds out of the hidden bunker into the woods. He traces his steps as quickly as he can back to his motorcycle, taking his phone out in the process and dialling her number.

"Hey handsome." She greeted with a grin.

"Al, where are you?" He starts his motorcycle breathlessly.

"I'm at home, why? What's going on?" She worriedly answers.

"Just lock your doors, make sure no one can get in. I'll be there soon, okay?" He promises, already on his way.

"FP, you're scaring me." She whispers, turning the lock on her door.

"Just don't let anyone in unless it's me, okay?"

"Okay." She can feel the fear bubbling up inside her.

"Stay on the phone with me, don't hang up." He places his phone in his pocket as he continues to drive to her house.

"FP, please tell me what's going on!" She demands, tears threatening to spill.

He can barely hear her as the roaring of his motorcycle was filling his ears.

"Just scream my name if anything happens." He yells, hoping she could hear him.

She nervously paces around her house awaiting his arrival. She wasn't sure what was going on exactly, but she knew it wasn't good. After what had happened that night in her house, she had been scared to death to stay there.

A quiet knock on her door made her tense up. She gulped as she slowly and quietly made her way over to open it. She firstly looked through the peep-hole and spotted FP. She let out a sigh of relief as she unlocked the door and opened it.

"FP, what the hell was-" she's interrupted by him throwing his arms around her, embracing her tightly.

"You're okay." He whispers thankfully, caressing her hair.

Her eyebrows furrow. "Of course I'm okay, why wouldn't I be?" She tried to pull back but he wouldn't let go of her.

He took in her scent, calming him down as he kept caressing her hair. He knew she wanted an explanation, but the fear he had felt had taken over him. He just wanted to hold her, protect her, make sure she's safe.

"I'm going to stay here tonight, okay?" He finally pulls back enough just to see her face.

"FP, as much as I'd like to have sex too, Betty's going to be home tonight." She sighs, rubbing his arms.

"I'm not here for sex, I'm here for you." He shakes his head.

Her heart skips a beat. Was this not all just sex for him? Did he feel something more too? She shook of those thoughts though, too afraid of them.

"What happened?" She finally had the chance to really ask him, and he sighed deeply.

"Let's sit." He suggests, his hand landing on the small of her back as they walk to her couch.

He holds her hands in his, intertwining them softly. He knew this would get her anxious, and the last thing he wanted to do was for her to be frightened even more than she already was.

"You're scaring me." She whispered. Was this about her? Was he going to break things off?

"Listen, tonight a few of the Serpents and I tried catching the Gargoyal King."

"And did you?" Her eyes filled with hope.

"We kind of did. Turns out, the real Gargoyal King was just paying this dumbass to dress up like him and scare other people." He scoffed.

"Who was it?"

"It was TallBoy." Alice gasped.

"He was the one in here?" She questioned.

"Yeah, Al. I punched that son of a bitch when he mentioned it." He growled, getting worked up.

She gently released one of her hands from his and stroked his hair softly, trying to calm him down.

"Okay, but why did you rush here? Just to tell me that?" She was still confused.

"He just mentioned that his Gargoyal freaks were coming over here for you-" he feels her tense up. "So I wanted to come and make sure that nothing happened."

"Wait, they're coming here?" She fearfully asks.

"I think he just said that to get me worked up, and to leave." He explained with an eye roll.

"What if they're already here? What-what if they're outside right now?-" she gets up from the couch and starts pacing again. "What if they break in again, FP? What if they really try and hurt us this time? What-what if-"

"Hey, hey, hey, shhh, shhh." He embraces her. "Nothing is going to happen, Al. I'm right here, I'll protect you." He assures her, placing a kiss at the top of her head.

She feels a sense of safeness fill her body as soon as he told her that. She knew he'd always do anything for her, and protect her. But to hear him say it, made her stomach flutter.

She pulls back slightly, looking up at him. "How do you always know how to calm me down." She sniffles.

He chuckles. "One of my talents I guess."

She smiled. "Theres my favourite smile." He chuckled.

"Thank you, FP."

"Anything for you, Al." He sweetly responded, leaning down to kiss her softly.

"Why don't we take this to the bedroom, Betty's going to be home any minute." She raises an eyebrow.

He laughed. "I thought you said we couldn't have sex tonight."

"Yeah, well it's not my fault you're sexy." She giggles, pressing a kiss to his jaw.

"I think you're sexy." He mumbles, catching her lips in a passionate kiss.

"Oh yeah?" She seductively bites her lip.

"Mmmm-hmmm." He replies lowly, sending shivers down her spine.

In one swift movement, he grips her thighs, picking her up. She laughed fondly as she wrapped her legs around him, as he took them upstairs.

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